this page is in tears
it weeps in my lap
for verdant homes stolen
far away from here
I scrawl on chopped pulped
shredded bleached rolled-flat… 38 more words
Is there such a thing as love at first hearing?
Is it possible that, like the “eyes across a crowded room” scenario, just the sound of someone’s voice can ignite that spark of affection, that chain reaction which leads the incomplete heart to recognise its other half? 717 more words
Oh my, those eyes… How on Earth had I not noticed Her eyes?
Here I was, gazing into the most incredible, piercing, luminous ice blue eyes I’d ever seen, whilst the whole time my treacherous subconscious was trying to reconcile words like “wholesome”, “homely” and “maternal” 717 more words